Douluo Zhibo Madara

As Bibi Dong slowly walked down the steps, a huge demon spider shadow behind her gradually solidified, revealing a chilling aura of death. Its great power caused the originally clear sky to also It became gloomier, and thick clouds like rolling ink blocked the brilliance of the sun.

"That's a 10-year soul ring!" The other titled Douluo felt the intoxicating aura, and their pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints, staring at the blood-red dazzling soul ring behind Bibi Dong.

"Since you refuse to surrender, then you must die!" Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as the cold wind of winter, and as she spoke, one of the nine soul rings behind her shone brightly.

The shadow of the Death Spider King looked up to the sky and let out a silent roar. He opened his mouth and spit out a dark green light that shot straight towards Madara.

At this time, Madara was obviously injured and had no strength left. He seemed motionless as if he had given up struggling. He just watched the terrifying light coming in silently without blinking.

"You actually want to touch my son! Get away!" Along with a thunderous roar, a huge hammer shadow hit the light with a whimpering sound.

"I knew you would definitely take action! Dad!" Madara's clothes and long hair were blown by the aftermath of the blow, but he didn't care at all, looking at the reassuring figure as thick as a mountain, as if Xiaofei said with a smile.

"Father, Father!" Tang San stared blankly at the figure who had been thinking about him day and night for countless days. His eyes instantly turned red as he did not even shed tears when faced with such a desperate situation.

"Tang Hao! I didn't expect you to dare to show up!" The moment Bibi Dong saw the person coming, his endless murderous intent was unabashedly released like a raging tide and swept across the entire audience. He stared at this person and wished he could live. The figure eating the meat said with a strong hatred that could not be overcome.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Tang Hao slowly took off his hood and snorted. The 10-year-old red soul ring behind him was also unusually conspicuous.

"Since you're here, let's stay!" Bibi Dong's martial spirit has possessed her. The originally noble and holy pope instantly turned into a ferocious monster that was half human and half spider. A spider mark appeared on her forehead. The anger was raging, but there was a glint in his eyes.

"Sons! Let's see what is the true form of martial arts!" Grandmaster Tang Hao Ruyuan faced the poisonous bullets fired by Bibi Dong calmly and confidently, holding the Clear Sky Hammer like a hammer the size of a building. His head collided with the poison bullet with great force.

"Cut! It's not half as big as my Susanoo!" Madara cut it with some disdain and said with great disappointment.

Tang Hao, who turned around and was about to take a few people away under the cover of smoke, staggered when he heard this and glared at Madara: "You are the only one who talks too much! Let's go!"

After the smoke and dust cleared, several people on the Soul Fighting Stage had already disappeared without a trace.

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Ban, who was carried by Tang Hao and flew in the clouds for an unknown amount of time, was finally thrown to the ground by him. However, unlike the time in the same year, Ban bowed slightly and lost his strength. He was not as embarrassed as the last time.

"Don't tell me, you've been living in a cave in the Star Forest for the past few years as a savage!" Madara looked around at the primitive forest-like jungle that was full of traces of human life, and then selected He raised his eyebrows and asked rudely to Tang Hao, who was putting down the fainting Tang San and others.

"I haven't seen this kid for several years and he still has the same virtue!" Tang Hao paused for a moment, thought about it in his mind and realized that he really couldn't deal with this kid without using his true strength, so he finally decided to endure it and fix Ban. impulse.

Seeing Tang Hao who was indifferent to Ban's provocation, Ban felt a little disappointed. He really wanted to have a fight with Tang Hao to satisfy his cravings.

"Your strength is already very good. What do you want to do in the future?" The sun had already set in the Western Mountains and night had fallen. Ban and Tang Hao were sitting in front of the extinguished bonfire. Tang Hao didn't even raise his head, as if he was concentrating on his dream. Flint was preparing to light a fire and said in a casual chatter.

"Go and do what you can for the peace of this world!" Madara threw his kunai up and down with one hand, and held his chin with the other hand, looking far away at the thick darkness in the forest in the distance, with an inexplicable feeling. said in a tone of voice.

"Peace?" Tang Hao's hand paused slightly, as if he had returned to the time ten years ago when he heard that Madara had become stronger in order to become stronger, and there was a strange look on his weather-beaten cheeks.

It seems that my eldest son is so powerful, but why does he always think of strange things?

"That's peace!" Ban seemed to also see Tang Hao's disbelief, and nodded solemnly and said, "Because I have seen the essence of this world, which is hatred!"

"Oh?" An expression of interest appeared on Tang Hao's face. He raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing, wanting to continue listening.

"You want to take revenge on Wuhun Hall because of hatred! Xiao Wu wants Bibi Dong to save her mother's life because of hatred!" Ban sighed after saying this, and glanced at Tang San who was still sleeping with soft eyes before speaking. He continued: "If I am not wrong, Xiao San will definitely be involved in this whirlpool and sink deeper and deeper in the future. This is inevitable! Because I am afraid that there is no hatred in the entire continent, even in the depths of the Star Dou Forest. The place!"

Madara held out five fingers and said emphatically: "I dare to bet you that this continent will be in chaos in at least five years, because the hatred has been accumulated to the limit and has to break out!"

Madara is very certain about this, because she has witnessed the outbreak of several world wars in the ninja world and even participated in them. She has long seen the essence of the world through the appearance.

"Then you want to end this hatred by yourself and obtain the peace you mentioned?" Tang Hao began to strike the flint hard again, chatting at random.

"No! That won't work at all! After all, human potential has its limits!" Madara said very firmly: "Unless you stop being a human being!" He had already tried this path in his previous life in the ninja world, and it was just Just create more hatred!

"I want to create a big force and let them inherit my ideas. It must be strong enough to maintain the peace of this world even if I die!" Madara stated his thoughts.

Just like Hashirama founded Konoha, even if he died, the will of fire would still be passed down endlessly.Maybe he has begun to understand Hashirama's approach. If one person can't do it, then a group of people will do it. If one generation can't do it, then let the next generation do it.But this does not mean that Madara agrees with Hashirama's concept of peace. Naturally, Madara can replace old wine with new wine and replace it with his own concept of peace. Of course, this force must be strong enough to form a deterrent, and cannot be too fragile like Konoha Village.

Ban saw that Tang Hao, who was already dark and had yet to start a fire, shook his head, and said a little speechlessly: "No wonder you relied on the two of us brothers when we were in Holy Soul Village. You couldn't live without a mistress to wash clothes and cook, right?"

Madara slowly raised his hand and stretched out a finger. The next moment, along with the soul power, a flame came from the finger and ignited the bonfire.

If you can light a fire, you're still here watching your daddy's jokes!Tang Hao silently threw the fire aside.

"How did you do it? I see that you didn't use martial arts or soul skills?" Tang Hao asked as if he was interested when he saw this scene, or to change the subject.

"Practice makes perfect! You should actually think about it. If you don't use the soul ring, you really can't use the soul skills? Can't you kill people without using the soul skills acquired hammer?" Ban slowly fiddled with the bonfire and let It burned even more vigorously and said slowly.

Create your own soul skills?So is it really possible to release the soul skills on the soul ring using self-created soul skills?After all, Tang Hao was also a titled Douluo. After thinking for a moment, he understood what Madara meant. His eyes shone brightly as he looked at his eldest son.

Madara, I really can’t see through you more and more!